The Chaebol Family’s Youngest Daughter Doesn’t Hide Her Acting Skills - Chapter 2

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Episode 2

Yongin Exclusive Golf Club.

“Hey! I told you I was going for a round! Why are you making unnecessary direct calls!”

Ju Suduk answered the phone irritably.

Despite his instructions to handle things themselves unless it was extremely urgent, his phone kept buzzing incessantly, leaving Ju Suduk thoroughly annoyed.

-Sir, Vice Chairman. There’s a problem not at the company, but at Jaedamjae. The thing is…

At the secretary’s following words, Ju Suduk’s expression hardened. His face turned cold for a moment, then confusion spread across it.

“What? Who’s here?”

He shouted.

As his voice rose, those who came with him turned to look at him. Looking embarrassed, Ju Suduk gestured dismissively at them and continued in a much lower voice.

“Why would she come?”

-She says she has something to look for at Dongwoo Museum.

They said that girl had come to Dongwoo Museum. His dead sister’s daughter. Ju Sae-i, that quiet yet cunning girl.

When did she quietly step back, and now suddenly like this? His niece’s visit felt strangely unwelcome.

-Should I let her in?

“Let her in? What for… A grown person can’t even stop one kid.”

Chairman Joo had entrusted the authority for Dongwoo Museum entry permits to Ju Suduk.

That meant if he just kept quiet and let it pass, Chairman Joo would have no way of knowing about his niece’s visit.

“Handle it well and send her away nicely. Just be careful that it doesn’t reach the Chairman’s ears.”

Ju Suduk bit his lips finely. He tried hard to suppress his anxiety.

‘What could possibly happen from not letting one kid in?’

Father just shouldn’t know. Just Father. Ju Suduk repeated silently.

Hanging up abruptly, Ju Suduk headed toward the golf group members with a composed face.

***

Dongwoo Museum.

I had come prepared to face Uncle, but he was absent.

Instead, there was someone standing like a stone guardian, blocking Dongwoo Museum.

“Are you going to keep blocking me like this?”

I opened my eyes as wide and innocent as possible and looked up at Park Secretary.

‘It’s really been a long time since I’ve seen Park Secretary too.’

Park Secretary Cheon-won.

Someone Ju Suduk had used for a long period. Later he would turn away from Ju Suduk, but for the current me, he was target number one to be wary of.

“Please step aside.”

“Miss, the Vice Chairman said not to let anyone in without permission.”

“I heard the Ju Family’s access is mostly unrestricted. I also have the Chairman’s blood mixed in me.”

“Well, I’m sorry but…”

Look at that troubled face.

As soon as he saw my face, he said he’d step away for a phone call, and I could tell without seeing. It was obvious he’d received instructions from Uncle to block my entry.

‘I can’t be pushed back here.’

I spoke in a voice mixed with disappointment.

“Did Uncle tell you to block my entry? He said to come anytime if I needed help…!”

I put on a wronged and pitiful tone, but what I said wasn’t entirely wrong.

Uncle around this time would say nice things to me to get on my good side in order to receive my shares.

Come anytime, I’ll help you. Those kinds of words.

Park Secretary, who was like Uncle’s shadow, couldn’t possibly not know this.

I added with a face that looked ready to burst into tears at any moment, as if driving in a nail.

“Don’t tell me those were just words he threw out because he pitied my situation… and I was reading meaning into them…”

“N-no, that’s not it!”

Park Secretary fidgeted restlessly and took out his phone again. He seemed to plan on contacting Uncle again when he could just let me in.

‘Is this a bust?’

Just as I was about to let out a deep sigh.

“Just let her in.”

An unfamiliar voice came from behind me.

Startled, I turned around to see Aunt. The youngest of Chairman Joo’s one son and two daughters, Joo Jeong-hui.

“The Vice Chairman gave direct orders about this.”

“So?”

Aunt, who had approached close behind me, asked sharply. Without giving him a chance to answer, she opened her mouth.

“Where is there a case where someone with the Joo surname can’t cross the threshold of Dongwoo Museum? Should I report this to Father? That my brother’s secretary blocked the Chairman’s granddaughter?”

I don’t know why she’s taking my side, but well done! Win!

“Step aside. I hate repeating myself multiple times. Why would someone who should know better act like this?”

Aunt grabbed my wrist and passed by Park Secretary, entering inside Dongwoo Museum.

“What are you being so flustered about?”

I, who had been sniffing at the woody scent, shut my mouth. I glanced around cautiously and answered slowly.

“Uncle seemed to not want me to enter. That’s why I was like that.”

Aunt put her hands on her hips and let out a frustrated breath.

‘Did I read the situation too much? If I get on her bad side too…’

But contrary to my thoughts,

“If anyone gives you trouble, tell them. Say I let you in.”

She roughly placed her hand on my shoulder and said. My head naturally bowed.

“Th-thank you, Aunt…”

“…Just call me Aunt.”

“Is that really okay?”

“Adding ‘nim’ after Aunt makes me look old.”

Then she made a “hmph” sound and turned her back to me. As if she had no intention of dealing with me further.

‘I don’t have time to worry about Aunt either.’

Right now I was lucky to get a foothold in Dongwoo Museum, but there’s no guarantee I could do this next time.

I need to find the script quickly.

The script that Grandmother supposedly wrote herself.

I don’t know its exact existence either. This was also just written in Chairman Joo’s autobiography.

[My wife left behind several scripts during her lifetime. Most were lost in a fire, but the few that barely survived are carefully preserved in Dongwoo Museum.]

I didn’t simply choose it because it was Grandmother’s script. It was because of the passage written after that sentence.

[Someday I want to show those scripts, of which only a few pages remain, to the world. I want the actors I’ve raised to breathe life into my wife’s stories.]

There was nothing better than this to prove my usefulness.

If I acted poorly, I might earn Chairman Joo’s hatred, but somehow I wasn’t afraid. I felt confident I could do well.

The only problem was…

‘I can’t see it!’

I searched everywhere but couldn’t see anything like a script.

Everything was expensive-looking celadon, white porcelain, gold bars, paintings, calligraphy…

‘He clearly said it was carefully preserved in Dongwoo Museum!’

Could he have lied in his autobiography? Or maybe it hadn’t been moved to Dongwoo Museum yet…

Aaaah. I screamed internally and plopped down. Then what caught my eye was,

“Ju Jeong-wol…?”

A small box with my mother’s name on it.

I unconsciously picked up that box placed on the floor.

Whatever was inside, it was light. I thought Father had taken care of all the keepsakes when we left.

‘Were there keepsakes left behind?’

Since there was no lock, I just opened the box lid.

Inside were three yellowed pieces of paper. They were densely covered with writing.

“Even now in my dreams, that day’s ocean still appears…”

Ah. I was reading the words written on the paper aloud when I suddenly realized.

I could tell without reading further.

‘That’s the script.’

The old-fashioned font and the stage directions written throughout confirmed that this was the script I had been looking for.

I carefully spread the three worn pages on the floor and took out my phone to photograph them.

‘If I take them and get accused of theft, I’m finished.’

Even if it’s inconvenient, I have no choice.

I stood up with satisfaction only after photographing all six pages, front and back.

‘Why was this in a box with my mother’s name on it?’

There’s no way to know even if I wonder about it. Still, maybe I can ask Chairman Joo about it someday when I get closer to him.

‘It’s a long road ahead.’

But it’s not completely hopeless.

Right now I want to hurry home and read more of the script. Even though it was brief, I felt my heart racing when I read the script.

“I’ll be going now. Thank you so much for today, Aunt!”

After finishing the cleanup and bowing politely, I left Dongwoo Museum with a joyful heart.

***

Joo Jeong-hui, who had been watching Sae-i’s retreating figure, thought quietly.

When had that tiny little child who used to cry in her sister’s arms grown up so much? She felt completely different from her brother’s children who spoke informally from the get-go.

‘This isn’t the time for me to be like this either.’

Even though sister Jeongwol is dead and gone, her child is still part of the Ju Family.

She came here of her own will, so she shouldn’t be ignored like this.

Joo Jeong-hui glared at Park Secretary as she headed toward Jaedamjae. It was time to report to her father about what happened between Park Secretary and the child.

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